Be Like or Be With?

Chapter 7: Dead Girl Walking

Chapter 7: Dead Girl Walking

Heather C's POV (12:15 AM Saturday)

(A/N i've never written smut before but I've read my fair share, either way, please have patience with my writing!)

(tw: poorly written smut :D)

My endless tik-tok scrolling is interrupted by a knock at my window. Who the hell would climb the roof to get into my room? My question is answered when I open the window to see none other than Veronica Sawyer sitting on my roof.

What the hell are you doing here? And how the hell did you get on the roof? Get inside. I say while pulling her in through the window and sitting back down on my bed.

"Sorry, had to see you, hope I didn't wake you."

No, um, I was just scrolling tik-tok, but why are you here?

"Ah right! See I decided I must ride you till I break you, cause JD says I'm dead by 12. Might as well enjoy myself!"

She says while placing herself on my lap and grabbing my chin to face her.

I-

"Shut your mouth, and lose the little red robe"

She points to my red floral robe. I immediately oblige. You know, I always thought that I'd be in charge in bed, yet here I am, doing exactly as she says, and loving it.

"Tonight I'm yours! Take this dead girl walking! Get on all fours and kiss this dead girl walking. You know the drill, I'm hot, I'm pissed and I've lost my will. So can we make this beautiful?"

That works for me-

I was cut off by Veronica's lips on mine, and her body up against my own, grinding on each other and her fingers running through my strawberry blond hair. I flip her so that I'm straddling her, and start placing love bites, bruises, and bite marks all along her neck, earning a soft moan for each new mark added. I unbutton her shirt a bit to reach her collar bone and as I'm leaving a trail on hickeys, she's biting her lip to keep from moaning too loud. I stop.

"W-why did you stop?" she asks in between heavy breaths.

No ones home Ronnie, so I want to hear you moan, don't try and keep quiet, let me hear my dead girl walking... I whisper as I continue unbuttoning her shirt.

She nods, and adds a smirk letting me know to keep going, I take off her shirt completely and look up for approval to unclip her bra, to which she bites her lips and nods again. I do so and I take a moment to absorb how hot she is.

God I could look at you all day.

"Well I'm all yours. So rock this dead girl walking!"

I bring my mouth back up to hers, and as her tongue asks for an entrance, I gladly grant it, being rewarded with a noticeable hitch in her breath. We fight for dominance a bit before I slide my hand over her inner thigh. Leaning down to whisper...

I always win darling, don't try me.

As I finish the sentence I move my hand so that my thumb brushes her clit, earning a loud moan. And I continue to rub her clit while she tries, and fails, to talk.

"H-heather, please, f-fuck me, I- need you t-to"

I remove her skirt and say

As you wish. before sliding two fingers inside of her.

Veronica's POV

I can't help but throw my head back in pleasure, and although I'm drunk off of this feeling, I hear myself moaning Heather's name. I didn't think someone could make me feel this good but

h o l y s h i t

"Sawyer, I don't think you're supposed to be this soaked already!"

Oh s-shut up, please just keep f-fucking me...

She takes out her two fingers and for a moment I'm confused, only to be answered when she replaces them with her tongue.

H-heather, I think I'm gonna c-cum, fuck this feels so g-good. I let a moan escape my mouth.

I can tell she's smirking but after I finish speaking she adds her fingers back in, while keeping her tongue in place on my clit. I unintentionally grab her hair, causing her to speed up the rate at which her tongue and fingers are moving. The fact that she sped up, made me a fucking wreck, and I loved it.

Heather, I'm this close, p-please Heather, oh f-fuck this feels amazing, h-heather

I let out a loud moan as I climax, and Heather cleans up every bit of it, leaving me tired and still slightly turned on. She moves her mouth to my neck to leave one last mark for the night, then back up to my mouth, kissing me aggressively before laying down next to me, pulling my body onto hers so that my head was on her bare chest. She starts slowly rubbing my back and before I drift off to sleep I hear Heather quietly say

"I won't let JD hurt you, ok? I'll keep you safe, I promise."

And then I doze off in the arms of an underdressed Heather Chandler.

Heather C's POV

I can confidently say that I am no longer confused if I want to be like or be with her.